Right Field Roof

Pete was given tickets to Sunday's Red Sox game by one of his coworkers, and we lucked out with perfect weather. The "seats" were actually for standing room up on the right field roof, which is one of the few sections of the park that we haven't been in before. I wasn't sure that I would like standing for an entire game, but I would do it again! It's much more comfortable up on the roof - you're not packed into the small seats and there's a constant breeze and plenty of room to move around. We were there early enough to snag a pretty sweet spot right along the small counter at the front of the space (overlooking the right field roof tables, which would also be awesome but are three times the cost), so we had somewhere to lean on and set our drinks. Maybe the best part of the right field roof is that the bathrooms are restricted so that only folks with the right field roof tickets can use them - there were never more than two women in line the entire game!

I made Pete take this picture and he said "why? so it will look like every other self portrait you've taken of us?"

Punched

Pete was so excited after Papelbon's strike out at the end of the Red Sox game last night that he threw his hands up in victory...and slammed one of his hands straight into our lovely, unfinished, factory original beams. He was a little scratched up.

World Series

Even Barley has trouble staying awake for the games when they start so late!

THIS

is what Pete and I look like when we're watching game 2 of the ALCS at John Harvard's

Hood Blimp

I left Whit's apartment just after the Sox game ended last night and got a good glimpse of this guy.

Best seat in the house

I was at the Sox game last night, in the suite. This is the best part (aside from the free food/beer/wine...) - the HDTV in the suite bathroom so you never miss a play, hardly wait in line, and don't have to worry about how dirty it might be.

I've made it to 5 free games both last year and this year, let's hope I can keep this up next year, as well! I sucked it up and bought a sweatshirt last night because it was windy, and the wind was blowing the rain/mist straight at us for a bit last night. I decided that for the at least $1,000 worth of seats I've gotten tickets for in the last two years, I could spring for the (redonkulous) $75 cost of an "officially licensed" sweatshirt.

The wave

I scored tickets in the company suite to the Red Sox game and took Emma with me. We ate our fair share of cookies and ice cream to make sure we took advantage of the free food, and I made my way through 3/4 of a bottle of wine as well.

Props to Ryan, my new buddy that works down in CT, who saved our lives when Dustin Pedroia hit a screaming foul up into our box. He's got a swollen and bruised palm/wrist and a broken watch to show for it, even if the ball bounced off his hand and one of the kids that was in the box got to take it home!